“God, Guts and Guns...”
​Sang Virgil Beckham in the 1983 film: Handgun,
​“Have made our country strong
“Now they're trying to take 'em all away
“Yes, God, Guts and Guns, gonna keep our country strong
​“I hope I never live to see the day ...”

In this article which I wrote for Central Bylines, I offer an examination of American gun culture and why change requires a deeper understanding of the role firearms play in the nation's history.​..
https://centralbylines.co.uk/god-guts-and-guns-americas-firearms-culture/

Well, once again we have arrived at the date which for me, is always the most psychologically important day in the calendar.
Here in England we are in the early hours of December 21, the shortest day of the year North of the Equator. For me, this date always seems strangely symbolic of the seemingly endless struggle between light and dark. For six months, the light in the Northern hemisphere has fallen back, as onward surged the triumphant darkness; but tonight, as if in a great battle like a Gettysburg, or a Stalingrad, the tide of this struggle will turn, the advance of the darkness will be halted, and the joyous light at last begin to return. We can start to look forward to the rebirth of Spring, and then those long Summer nights in the garden, or better still on the beach, and 40°C of heat; (well maybe not 40°C, that was a bit hot!).
This date also held great significance for the followers of ancient customs like paganism, for whom the Sun and the seasons were particularly revered. These festivals were of course, incorporated into what has now become Christmas, when we followers of Jesus will celebrate His birth. However, historians suggest that Jesus was actually born in early Spring, and not 'in the bleak midwinter'; and our Christmas decorations are drawn from various sources including the Roman festival of Saturnalia.
It was perhaps from my late Father that I inherited my dislike of these long, dark nights and English Winters. Dad always said if he became a millionaire, (he didn't by the way), he would live in England from April through September; and in Australia from October through March! Sounds good to me, and for Dad, who loved his Summer days and Cricket, it would have been a kind of Shangri La...

However, it was also on this date, seven years ago, that this darkest of days became even darker in our family story when my Father-In-Law, Denis, one of the finest Gentlemen I ever knew, made his final journey to the Promised Land. He is loved and missed today, and every day, by all who knew him and were touched by his life; and for the rest of my life, in addition to it's place in the solar calendar, this date will always be tinged by the sadness of his loss.
Requiescat In Pace, Dad...

December 21 is also a date which holds an interest for an old History Geek like me, since it was on this day in 1864 that American Major General, William Tecumseh Sherman, completed his famous 'March Through Georgia'.
In an incredibly bold operation his forces had left the captured city of Atlanta on November 15 and, living to a large extent off the land and captured supplies, they had blazed a path of destruction sixty miles wide through the state to reach the coastal city of Savannah, which surrendered without a fight. With Abraham Lincoln re-elected in November, and the South now split again, Sherman's audacious campaign effectively drove the last nail into the coffin of the Confederacy, who surrendered on April 9, 1865.

And so for me, today is more important than any New Year's Day; and whatever, if anything it means for you, I would like to wish you and your loved ones well in it. I hope it reminds you that even in your darkest moments, brighter times lie ahead; and I pray that your world will be filled with light, both literally and figuratively, in the months to come...

"Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness."

Desmond Tutu.

I am saddened to learn of the passing of Actress, Louise Fletcher at the age of 88. She had a long and distinguished career spanning some six decades, but will forever be remembered as Nurse Ratched in One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest (1975), for which she won an Oscar, a BAFTA, and a Golden Globe.
Ironically, Fletcher was still virtually unknown when she was cast in the role, which several leading Actresses including Ellen Burstyn and Angela Lansbury had turned down; but her colossal performance as a woman wielding institutionalized power remains one of the most defining roles in movie history.

Estelle Louise Fletcher (1934 - 2022)
Requiescat In Pace...

Casting site: StarNow have sent me a call they think I might be interested in.
(Just hope the wig fits)...

I recently watched the 1997 British comedy: 'The Full Monty' on television again, and I must say I have always found it a remarkably poignant and touching film. Essentially it is the story of how a handful of unemployed, skint steelworkers in Sheffield, England, come up with a novel idea of to make a few quid, they decide to be male strippers for a one off show; but for me the film also touches something much deeper about the human condition.
​I think men still form a sense of who, and what they are from their occupation. Losing his job obviously creates financial worries and stress for a man; but as this film highlights, it also means something more profound. It is as though what it means to be a man has been taken from the characters, it is almost as if their very Humanity has been erased.
The scene where Gerald is almost in tears after the lads have ruined his first interview in months, confessing he has been unable to tell his Wife of his predicament; and especially the scene when Dave tells his Wife he can't go through with the show because: "who wants to see this dance?" And she lovingly replies: "Me Dave... I do", I personally find heart-rending.
One of British film-making's real gems, The Full Monty finds a perfect balance of comedy and tragedy to deliver a beautiful, and very important story.

(You can leave your hat on)...

I recently watched a very interesting video by the renowned acting coach, Steven Ditmyer on how to deliver monologues using the Meisner Technique. Sanford Meisner believed very much in the relationships between Actors in a scene and taught his Students to get out of their own heads by focusing on their scene partner. I really like the technique which is intensely visceral and alive; however, it gets interesting when there is no 'other'. When the Actor or Actress must deliver a monologue...
The first time I struggled with Meisner theory was when I was doing a screen acting workshop. We did an exercise where another Actor read the other character's lines as if they were a studio Intern, and I had to stay in character delivering my lines to the top of a camera tripod. The 'Intern' was told to blank read without any emotional input, but I still had to act. I really enjoy doing monologues and find that using imagination to change the target character and given circumstances for a particular piece can profoundly change its delivery. In Steven's video he suggested having a clear visualization of whom, or what, you are dilvering the words to; and with particular reference to the tripod exercise, I remember another teacher of Meisner who advised me to "keep acting until that tripod responds to you"! However there are some pieces for which I think the Actor must source everything within themselves. I find some of my favourite monologues in Science Fiction movies and particularly like the final piece from 'The Incredible Shrinking Man' (1957). Those who have seen the film will know that by the end the title character is now miniscule, and thought by his family to be dead, so who exactly are the voiced-over words being delivered to? Who would ever hear these words? He makes reference to God, for whom "there is no zero", but speaks about Him in the third person. Nevertheless, the words are incredibly poignant, and a great challenge for an Actor inasmuch as they come from the depths of the character's soul, but involve no other character. I have to be honest and say that I do not visualize an 'other' when I perform this monologue, but always feel very stirred within myself. For me it seems, I can find an 'other' within myself, and that can be very useful when talking to tripods...

I cannot believe they are closing the beauty parlours again.
NOW WHAT AM I GOING TO DO!!!
#actor #actorslife #clarkrenney #clarkrenneyactor #filmactor #matureactor #proactor
#theydontmakethemlikethatanymore #alwayschasingmagic

A film I appeared in is currently being shown at the Venice Film Festival, and I received this message from the Lead Actor...
​
'​Clark, you bring so much depth to the film and you look great on the big screen out here! Sending all our best to you!'
​
​I must say, it is always a great honour and a humbling experience when a fellow professional extends you that kind of respect. And that respect is absolutely mutual.
​
​Thank You, Anthony...